[That is an incredibly attractive concept, Jesse, you don't really understand.]

I'm not. I'm not a hunter.

I just need to know what's real. If my memories are wrong- then I need my real life back.

[Her real life. As if the life she remembers- the happy childhood, the beautiful life- isn't real. As if all those experiences and ups and downs were lies planted there by someone trying to hurt her, and she can't count on her own mind or trust what she knows.]